Chapter 2
Aside from a few close friends, no one knows I'm the secret wife of Victor Perry, the woman behind the scenes. At a gala with Victor once, his rivals took advantage of the moment and kidnapped me. Back then, he risked everything and came by himself to save me. No matter how severely they beat him, he had one plea: to let me go.
He knelt on the floor, utterly breaking down, and begged the captors. "Let my wife go; she hasn't done anything wrong! If you want to take it out on someone, take it out on me!" "If you hurt her, I'll come for you relentlessly, and you won't get anything out of it!"
The rivals only wanted to use me as leverage against Victor, so they didn’t kill us. However, to keep Victor at bay, they injected me with a toxin that tormented me for years. When Victor finally became powerful enough, he secured the antidote and sent his rivals to prison.
Meanwhile, Ruby Watson, who had married abroad, returned after suffering years of domestic violence and being left with nothing. In her desperation, she turned to Victor for comfort. Over time, Victor started giving her more and more attention.
He would frequently say things like: "Ruby is like a sister to me! I used to hold her like that when we were kids!" "She's been through a lot; if I don't take care of her, she might do something drastic!" "Why are you making a fuss over a child? If you keep acting like this, you won't be fit to be the mother of my child!"
Victor always thought Ruby was just a naive girl because she behaved childishly.
I tore up my medical report and tossed the pieces into the trash. I had planned to discuss having a child with him on our anniversary, but that's clearly unnecessary now.
Victor finally came home, but it was late at night. He reeked of alcohol, and the overpowering scent of cheap perfume made me nauseous. As he reached for me, I instinctively flinched, only for him to grip my jaw tightly.
"What are you avoiding? Playing hard to get? You think I enjoy touching you?" "Ruby says having a kid might calm you down, but you're not fit to be the mother of my child!"
Half-asleep, I groggily replied, “Then who is? Ruby Watson?”
That comment made Victor even angrier. "Lexi Sullivan, you've completely lost it! You have the title of Mrs. Perry—what more do you want?"
He pressed down on my waist, not allowing any resistance. Fearing for the child inside me, I tried to struggle slightly, only for him to tighten his grip on my throat until I could barely breathe.
When his eyes landed on the purple marks on my skin, remnants of the years of poisoning that had yet to fade, he paused. A flash of disgust and revulsion crossed his face.
"Doesn’t this bother you, Lexi? Would it kill you to fix yourself with some cosmetic treatments?" "You're sickening! Just touching you makes my stomach churn now!"
He grabbed his phone and stormed out, muttering under his breath, "Can't compare to Ruby's soft, smooth skin."
I fell into deep thought. I had endured the pain of cosmetic treatments many times, only for them to backfire. It was a regimen Ruby insisted I follow, unknown to Victor.
Seeing me sitting motionlessly at the end of the bed, he paused, then turned back. "What are you doing just sitting there? Make me some coffee to sober up!"
I looked up at him, the overpowering scent still lingering in the air.
Once, no matter how late he came home, I'd cater to his every whim, bustling around like a housekeeper, just for a word of praise or a smile.
Now, seeing me unmoving, his temper flared. "Can't even do the simplest thing? You think you’re a little princess like Ruby?" "She deserves to be pampered, while you're good for nothing but learning obedience!"
A sharp sting hit my nose, and silent tears trickled down my cheeks. But Victor had already turned away, not sparing me a glance.
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